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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 20:41:12 GMT -5
| His stomach growled and Prompto could not help but let out a whine of the sorts, before retreating back into himself as he focused on the task at hand: find his way to, well, somewhere good. He still had some gil on him and he still could access his weapons, which brought him some form of reassurance: he would still be able to survive on whatever he had kept on him, considering that most of the group's money was not in his hand.
What creeped him out a lot more was the fact that Ardyn Izunia seemed to know about who he was, what exactly he was while he himself didn't truly know; he just knew that the code marked on his wrist wasn't a good thing and that nobody else around him had it.
It was a good thing he still has a plethora of weapons on him, easily summoned thanks to the power granted by their prince. He had to admit, given what Noctis had done, he was surprised to know that he still had access to Noctis' magic – he honestly thought Noct would have stripped it away from him – but apparently not. With an outstretched arm, he still could easily summon his weapons without much of an issue.
The sun was setting; there was no time to waste and so, Prompto forced himself to trudge forward, even though he felt like he had no reason to. He hoped there was some shelter nearby, not too far from here. Camping was no longer an option, not when he didn't have anywhere to hide from the Daemons.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2018 22:45:14 GMT -5
This place had been strange to him as it was nothing like his own empire but it was something that he didn't mind at this point as he was able to summon some of his Incan Guards to help him build a make shift camp which for Kuzco was a small house made to look like his palace.
It was mainly made from wood and brick but was mainly painted gold as they had no real gold to use for the house which was three floors of space. The house itself was very livable and had plenty of room for more than just Kuzco as it had a fully stocked kitchen, living room and bed chambers.
Though much of the features were very old in style as they were made to look like his palace with everything Kuzco needed and wanted, mostly wanted.
"I suppose this will do for now." Kuzco said entering his new house after it was built within a few hours.
One of the guards had spotted possibly one of the locals in the distance which they would stay on guard just in case.
The area had dark clouds began to form around it giving off the appearance that it would rain soon.
"Hmm well I suppose it's fine if this commoner can stay a while here. I do have enough room in here after all." Kuzco would say seeing the man approach. "Get the food ready chefs! My royal stomach needs to be filled at once." Kuzco would say seeing that only a few of the Incan guards were about. "Oh right... Which one of you can cook?" he would ask the Incan guards before sighing audibly.
Kuzco had only his guards to help him with these daily chores and no servants to do them for Kuzco.
"Welcome in our new guest then guards. It is after all starting to rain." Kuzco would say ordering his guards to let the man into the house. While this happened one of the Incan guards did what they could to prepare their Emperor a suitable meal.
"Hurry it up guard!" Kuzco said impatiently feeling his stomach growl.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2018 0:20:26 GMT -5
 "Hee-hee-hee! But what fun is destruction if no "precious" lives are lost?" GAAAAHHHH! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE ANOTHER COLD PLACE?! Just when Kefka had gained a new ally with a great means of transportation, not only did he lost him, but now he was somewhere with the accursed snow! Again! It was almost colder than Narshe if that was even possible. He was almost pining for a desert world at this rate. Even worse was that he wasn't sure how to work those Corridor things that old fart called them. But to top it all off, Kefka had somehow wondered near some sort of Imperial Base from the looks of things and some soldiers had decided come out and say hi. Unfortunately, as Kefka knew from personal experience, soldiers trained the proper way only said hi with bullets shot at high speed from a gun. Oh how he missed the little soldier ants he commanded. They screamed so well when he set them on fire and he needed some peon to wipe the blasted snow off of his boots. Soon, Imperial Soldiers surrounded him, including some mechanical creatures that looked startlingly like Magitek. Well, what a coincidence, these guys had Magitek, too. That meant there was a strong possibility that they had Espers. Oh this trip was already turning out better than expected. Now all Kefka needed to do was light a campfire... or two... or five... How many soldiers were here again? "Halt! Hands where we can see them!"This made Kefka do a comical jolt, his hands shooting up the sky as he looked around in mock fear. "'Halt', he says. What do I look like, a halter?" Kefka laughed after his little joke which only caused all the soldiers to ready their rifles. Kefka smirked rather evilly and then sighed in mock resignation, casually reorienting himself so he was floating upside down. "Oh what am I going to do with so many of you wonderful gents opposing me? A few soldiers behind Kefka started walking towards the jester, ready to apprehend him. They were trying to be quick about it before it got too dark. That was when the daemons started to come out. However, they were about to face much worse troubles as Kefka snapped his fingers. "Oh, THAT'S right! Have I ever told you what rhymes with 'oppose'?" Suddenly, wings sprouted out of Kefka's back, sharpened to a razor's edge by magic. It cut through the group of soldiers behind him, slicing through their bodies and sending them flying. As they writhed on the group, Kefka managed to dodge a Magitek's soldiers just in time as the soldiers lined and got ready to fire. Unfortunately for them, they were grouped together rather tightly. Kefka fired an Ultima Spell, a tiny ball of energy floating towards the soldiers. The men and machines had just enough time to be mesmerized before the Ultima spell detonated, destroying the entire group in one fell swoop. Kefka laughed loudly and maniacally into the air. "WHOAHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! SURPRISE! The million dollar answer was 'DISPOSE'! Sorry chaps, but I'm afraid you won't win the kewpie doll for your lady friends. However, I'm a generous sort of person so I gave you a nice consolation prize. DEATH! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Well, except the guys screaming behind me. I gave them lots of pain which will be followed by death! Oh how their screams echo so lovely in this stupid snow valley! Nothing beats that sweet, sweet music! NOW! Time to get indoors where there's warmth! Kefka looked towards the main building of the base, which seemed to be dug out of the mountain. There was also a couple soldiers running inside. Kefka uttered a low chuckle and bounded for the main building. "Now, now, we can't let your friends have all the fun in my wonderful game of torture and death! I INSIST that the audience play, too! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"-------- Havoc Wing: His only physical attack, Kefka flips over and sprouts his EX Mode's wings, stabbing an opponent for medium non-elemental damage [Cooldown: 3 posts] Ultima: Kefka shoots a leisurely moving ball of energy at an opponent, which then explodes over a wide area, doing medium non-elemental damage [Cooldown: 4 posts] word count @tag notes if you want |
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